Kyle madill Baker: Favorites

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Irving MacPherson

Hand me that pistol
don't let it go off in your clutches

Give me the ammo
stay and watch me load

The first few pops
shake me out of my skin

Sweat pouring down my forehead
I feel like losing control

Nervous as a first date
hard to draw a bead

Okay, gently squeeze
the trigger, count... one two, three

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Who am I

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Coko

Who am I

Shards of memories
Fragments of myself
When I lost these
I could no longer be myself
Each memory
Each object I my life
Each person I have encountered
They had their own special place in my heart
I have to bare parting with them
Emptiness has taken over my mind
One day I awoke
Mind blank and naïve of myself
The old me wouldn't be able to even imagine
Life without my talents
These precious memories
The close relationships with my friends and family
I lost these cherished moments that make life worth living
I have ceased to exist
When my reason for happiness, sadness, shyness, and kindness disappeared
I left with them

When I lost my memories, I lost myself
I literally don't know who I am

I was pushed off a balcony by my ex boyfriend around this time last year. I broke my jaw and lost my memory. The past year has been extra hard and life continues to be hard because I am still finding out who I am.

#pain #confused #memory

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Subway Connections

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Tim S

Subway Connections

Subway Connections.
Your music in your ears
Your eyes to mine

Subway Connections
Where we throw our eyes at each other and then get off the train,
Only to transfer with each other and walk the same path.

But you're connected.

Subway Connections
Your smile to my cordial, inviting glance.
From my battle against your connection to a battle against my nerves

Subway Connections
They're fluttering and frightening
They're either missed or taken.

Subway Connections
**We missed.

I used to see this ******* the 4/5 train every morning. I did eventually talk to her, but this poem is the beginning of the connection.

#eyes #music #flirting #missed #connections #subway #kim

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Just Be

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Free Bird

Just Be

I stayed up all night to watch the sunrise
Such an odd feeling, looking at something that so many other people might be looking at too
All staring up together, && yet feeling so alone
Makes you realize that there's so much more to life, than just the things that directly affect you
I think oftentimes people forget that they're not the center of the universe
Or even the solar system
The sun has rightfully earned that title
&& who are we to think we can compete with that?
A blazing ball of fire
One that never falters, never goes out
It just shines on
I think we could all take a lesson from the sun
&& just be

#life #sun #sunrise #justbe

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

sailors, soldiers, wolves.

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

brooke

sailors, soldiers, wolves.

i once wrote about
men in California
weathered men, crust of the
earth, salt-soaked docks off the shore
with leather sewn into their backs and
hip bones made of steel and exhaust pipes
that smell of chicory, sweat and cayenne
who dip women by their neck, never sleep
never eat, only feast and when the wind
blows they
leave.

(c) brooke Otto 2016

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Peripheral

Sep 2016 Kyle madill Baker

Gage D

Peripheral

These surveying eyes hold water well,
They haven't sprung a leak yet
With every soothing melody I see out of the corner of my vision, your hands retreating behind corners, into shadows
There's no use in looking around those corners, into those shadows
I've spent much time there to know you aren't there yourself, and I'll only find myself,
Which isn't as amazing as everyone wants it to be,
Being alone with your mind is only fun with an interesting one